I'm getting back in the groove, and I had a good run for about an hour. I am not covering as much distance as I did in June, but I'm making progress.
The whole time I was running, I was thinking about this story I read about Kevin Smith on CNN.com just before I hit the road:
http://marquee.blogs.cnn.com/2011/08/25/kevin-smith-ill-always-owe-tiger-woods/?iref=allsearch
The man is so fat that he needs two seats on an airplane. I checked and some reports put his weight at close to 340 pounds. I don't know how true that is, but either way the guy needs to take responsibility for his health.
I'm a big fan of his movie, "Dogma" and as a fellow New Jersey native, I would simply like to tell Kevin Smith the following:
"Kevin, it doesn't have to be this way. I am also obese, but I'm turning it around. It's taken more than a year, but I've lost almost 20 pounds and in another year I'll lose more than that. It really is simple. No fad diets, no fancy health club memberships needed, just eat less and exercise more. Also, get to a doctor so you can do it safely.
"OK, maybe you need a health club membership because you're a celebrity and you need to be able to exercise without being harassed. But again, it doesn't have to be this way. The key is to find some form of exercise you can love. For me, it was running. For you it may be something else. Just give it a try.
"I know you've said you have a limited number of movies you plan to make, and you talk about wrapping up your career, but if you take care of yourself who knows what else you can achieve.
"Also, look at this way, you have done something that most think is impossible. You make movies and you've shown others that they can make movies too. Right now, losing the weight may seem impossible, but if you can conquer Hollywood, you can beat this.
"Go for it!"
BTW, my weight as of Sunday was 238. I haven't weighed myself today yet.
Monday, August 29, 2011
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Still haven't given up
Although the past two weeks have kept me from blogging, the running continues. Once again, I had to deal with stomach aches and sleepless nights on top of the transfer of my website to a new server, which became an ordeal until I finally outwitted the Internet and found a shortcut that saved me a lot of headaches.
The trouble with the website was worrisome for me. For years, my site, www.edbond.com, has been a source of information about a treatment for canine distemper and it continues to be a main portal through which people now find the Kind Hearts In Action site.
But the server was recently hacked, and long story short, I had to make a move. When the discussion board didn't make the transfer, I was beside myself. A lot of personal stories about people's fight with distemper and advice on how to care for dogs could have been lost.
But it's back now!
Anyway, the computer trouble left me with no desire to spend any more time than necessary typing in front of a screen. So, I let the running blog slide. Sorry.
But the actual running continued. It was a week ago Wednesday that I finally got back to one-hour runs. The earlier layoff was still holding me back. I don't seem to run with the same energy as I did back in June. But I'm running. I decided to not stress about finishing more distance in less time and just be glad to get a good one-hour workout.
Amy had sent me a column on running that pointed out that getting an hour of exercise was key because at that amount you've raised your metabolism to a level that will stay elevated all day.
I've been alternating between 1-hour runs and 48-minute runs. On days when I run for 48 minutes, I try to run a mile with the boys and sometimes with Romeo. But a few of those had been truncated because the boys might complain about various aches and pains. Especially with Liam, at 7-years-old, I see no reason to make him run through pain. At that age and even at Jack's age, I think pain should be taken as a warning to stop and take a break.
Liam's time in the mile has been improving dramatically. He's dropped from 18 minutes to 17 minutes to 16:26 and then 16:06. On his last run, he finished in 15:19 and he beat everyone, including me and Romeo. Jack was dealing with stomach pain and knee pain and finished last.
They both need to keep up the running. They've both started practice for fall sports, Liam for soccer and Jack for baseball. Liam's soccer field will be larger this year, so he will have a lot more running to do.
As for me, I like my running routine, especially the tiny little adventures that happen on my route. I noticed the other day that a house on Redwing with a Green Bay Packers mailbox was next to a house with a Steelers mailbox. And the Steelers mailbox was right across the street from a Patriot's mailbox. I bet that neighborhood has some great arguments during football season.
The other day I got chased by a dog on Meadowlark. It came off its front lawn and crossed the road after me. I kept running in the same direction I was, didn't even change my pace until the dog finally gave up and went home. You'd think after my adventure in helping to save Rusty back in July that the dogs in the neighborhood would have gotten word that I was an OK guy. I guess not.
Oh well, the dog is doing what it believes to be right. It may need training, but dogs are innocent. It is the owners and how the owners treat their dogs that are responsible for their behavior. The dogs look to us for everything, and when we bring a dog into our lives as our pet, we make a promise to do whatever we can to give them a good life.
That is one of the reasons why I work so hard on the issue of canine distemper. It is because I know that dogs do not need to die of this disease. If you like, please check out our Kind Hearts In Action site to find out why we think that.
It is a belief that goes against the doctrine of the mainstream veterinary community, and I guess I'm pretty stubborn if I'm going to stand against the opinions of so many important people. The bottom line is I'm trying to prove that the impossible is possible.
For the past few years, I had considered a return to running impossible. My weight had gotten so out of control there was little hope of getting back into fitness. But then it occurred to me -- I'm very stubborn guy and I don't like giving up. If I wasn't going to give up on dogs, then I shouldn't give up on myself.
That was when I decided to start running again.
The trouble with the website was worrisome for me. For years, my site, www.edbond.com, has been a source of information about a treatment for canine distemper and it continues to be a main portal through which people now find the Kind Hearts In Action site.
But the server was recently hacked, and long story short, I had to make a move. When the discussion board didn't make the transfer, I was beside myself. A lot of personal stories about people's fight with distemper and advice on how to care for dogs could have been lost.
But it's back now!
Anyway, the computer trouble left me with no desire to spend any more time than necessary typing in front of a screen. So, I let the running blog slide. Sorry.
But the actual running continued. It was a week ago Wednesday that I finally got back to one-hour runs. The earlier layoff was still holding me back. I don't seem to run with the same energy as I did back in June. But I'm running. I decided to not stress about finishing more distance in less time and just be glad to get a good one-hour workout.
Amy had sent me a column on running that pointed out that getting an hour of exercise was key because at that amount you've raised your metabolism to a level that will stay elevated all day.
I've been alternating between 1-hour runs and 48-minute runs. On days when I run for 48 minutes, I try to run a mile with the boys and sometimes with Romeo. But a few of those had been truncated because the boys might complain about various aches and pains. Especially with Liam, at 7-years-old, I see no reason to make him run through pain. At that age and even at Jack's age, I think pain should be taken as a warning to stop and take a break.
Liam's time in the mile has been improving dramatically. He's dropped from 18 minutes to 17 minutes to 16:26 and then 16:06. On his last run, he finished in 15:19 and he beat everyone, including me and Romeo. Jack was dealing with stomach pain and knee pain and finished last.
They both need to keep up the running. They've both started practice for fall sports, Liam for soccer and Jack for baseball. Liam's soccer field will be larger this year, so he will have a lot more running to do.
As for me, I like my running routine, especially the tiny little adventures that happen on my route. I noticed the other day that a house on Redwing with a Green Bay Packers mailbox was next to a house with a Steelers mailbox. And the Steelers mailbox was right across the street from a Patriot's mailbox. I bet that neighborhood has some great arguments during football season.
The other day I got chased by a dog on Meadowlark. It came off its front lawn and crossed the road after me. I kept running in the same direction I was, didn't even change my pace until the dog finally gave up and went home. You'd think after my adventure in helping to save Rusty back in July that the dogs in the neighborhood would have gotten word that I was an OK guy. I guess not.
Oh well, the dog is doing what it believes to be right. It may need training, but dogs are innocent. It is the owners and how the owners treat their dogs that are responsible for their behavior. The dogs look to us for everything, and when we bring a dog into our lives as our pet, we make a promise to do whatever we can to give them a good life.
That is one of the reasons why I work so hard on the issue of canine distemper. It is because I know that dogs do not need to die of this disease. If you like, please check out our Kind Hearts In Action site to find out why we think that.
It is a belief that goes against the doctrine of the mainstream veterinary community, and I guess I'm pretty stubborn if I'm going to stand against the opinions of so many important people. The bottom line is I'm trying to prove that the impossible is possible.
For the past few years, I had considered a return to running impossible. My weight had gotten so out of control there was little hope of getting back into fitness. But then it occurred to me -- I'm very stubborn guy and I don't like giving up. If I wasn't going to give up on dogs, then I shouldn't give up on myself.
That was when I decided to start running again.
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
August 9 to 16, 2011
Sorry, I have not been blogging. I have actually been running, just not blogging about the running. But I know people like to know that I am actually running. So, here we go.
Let me give a roundup so we can all be up to speed.
Tuesday, Aug. 9, 2011
I had trouble sleeping that Monday night, and by 4 a.m. Tuesday I knew there was no way I'd be able to get up at 6 a.m. I shut off my alarm. I did actually get up at 6:30 just in case anyone really did want to join my running club. I then went back to bed.
I had it in my mind that I would try to go for a run with the boys later, but then it was raining.
Ok, so I definitely slacked off.
Wednesday, Aug. 10, 2011
I went on a 48-minute run at my usual time. Some unusual sights from the run:
Someone had scattered playing cards all over Greenridge Drive.
Coming back on Wygant, I spotted Amy's Great Uncle Glenn on the way out to get his morning newspaper. I waved at him, and he recognized me. He raised his hand at me.
"Can I come along with you?" said this 90-something year old man.
"Sure," I said, "Come along."
He very gently waved off the idea. "I don't think I could," he said.
Then, back on Greenridge Drive, just as I was reaching Ridge Road, I see my nephew Bradley driving his car, making the turn from Middle Road onto Ridge. He'd been visiting his friend's house up the road.
Thursday, Aug. 11, 2011
I ran a mile with the boys, but with a twist. This time, Romeo joined us. He'd been whining while we were stretching in the front yard. The thought occurred to me that maybe he should come along. But while I was stretching -- with my back to the house -- I was watching Jack at the tree swings. Something startled Jack and he hurt himself slightly on the swing.
What startled him was the sight of Romeo bounding through the front door. We quickly grabbed him and put him inside, but when we were done stretching, I went back in and got Romeo.
He ran with just, usually just in front of Liam. The interesting thing about that is it was similar to the Wii Fit running program where your character runs by following a puppy. Liam liked that.
Jack did not finish his run. He had some pain in the right side of his chest, so I had him stop. Liam finished the run in 16:26 which would be a new record for him, until his next run. He finished ahead of Romeo, who was clearly "doggin' it" by the end.
After the run with the boys, I did a 40-minute run on my own.
Friday, Aug. 12, 2011
I started out the run with lots of optimism and energy, intending to run for a full hour for the first time in a while. Unfortunately, I just completely ran out of steam at about 20 minutes. I felt not just tired, but shaky. I decided I had not eaten enough pasta recently. I walked home, so my 20-minute run was followed by a 30-minute walk.
I felt tired and shaky for most of the day.
Saturday, Aug. 13, 2011
I ran a mile with the boys again. Romeo did not join us this time. But Jack had the chest pain trouble again, and it reminds me that I need to get him in for his annual checkup at the doctor's soon. To give you a heads up, he did not feel this pain on Monday. But he did get himself overheated.
Anyway, Liam ran well. He finished his mile in 16:06, another record.
Afterwards, I ran 48 minutes on my own. I am still not covering as much ground as I did a month ago, but I'm slowly making improvements. The week that I laid off is still affecting me.
On Sunday, I did not run, which I had planned on. However, I ate too much at the breakfast with Amy's family at the American Legion. So, I walked home to help burn that off. That was about a mile and a half.
But then Sunday night, I had a stomach ache. I do not know if it was related to what I ate earlier. But I still felt discomfort in my stomach on Monday morning, so I did not run Monday.
Tuesday, Aug. 16, 2011
I ran 51:31 on my own. I ran out for 24 minutes and came back much slower than I went out. Oh well, I seem to remember reading somewhere that it is on the very slow jogs that you actually burn off more fat. So, either way it was good for me.
When I got back, I took the boys and Romeo on the mile run. But Jack got overheated. He did not drink enough water beforehand. And this time Liam complained of pain that he felt in his foot, and then his knee, and then his other knee. So, no one finished the mile run today.
The moving pain that Liam describes reminds me of what it was like to have Lyme Disease. I woke up every day with pain in a different joint. But I would be overreacting to think Lyme Disease. It is more likely that he hurt his foot slightly, then by favoring that foot, he strained his knee, them his other knee.
He seems fine now, so this is not a long-term problem.
Sorry for the lay-off in writing. I'll be posting more often now.
Let me give a roundup so we can all be up to speed.
Tuesday, Aug. 9, 2011
I had trouble sleeping that Monday night, and by 4 a.m. Tuesday I knew there was no way I'd be able to get up at 6 a.m. I shut off my alarm. I did actually get up at 6:30 just in case anyone really did want to join my running club. I then went back to bed.
I had it in my mind that I would try to go for a run with the boys later, but then it was raining.
Ok, so I definitely slacked off.
Wednesday, Aug. 10, 2011
I went on a 48-minute run at my usual time. Some unusual sights from the run:
Someone had scattered playing cards all over Greenridge Drive.
Coming back on Wygant, I spotted Amy's Great Uncle Glenn on the way out to get his morning newspaper. I waved at him, and he recognized me. He raised his hand at me.
"Can I come along with you?" said this 90-something year old man.
"Sure," I said, "Come along."
He very gently waved off the idea. "I don't think I could," he said.
Then, back on Greenridge Drive, just as I was reaching Ridge Road, I see my nephew Bradley driving his car, making the turn from Middle Road onto Ridge. He'd been visiting his friend's house up the road.
Thursday, Aug. 11, 2011
I ran a mile with the boys, but with a twist. This time, Romeo joined us. He'd been whining while we were stretching in the front yard. The thought occurred to me that maybe he should come along. But while I was stretching -- with my back to the house -- I was watching Jack at the tree swings. Something startled Jack and he hurt himself slightly on the swing.
What startled him was the sight of Romeo bounding through the front door. We quickly grabbed him and put him inside, but when we were done stretching, I went back in and got Romeo.
He ran with just, usually just in front of Liam. The interesting thing about that is it was similar to the Wii Fit running program where your character runs by following a puppy. Liam liked that.
Jack did not finish his run. He had some pain in the right side of his chest, so I had him stop. Liam finished the run in 16:26 which would be a new record for him, until his next run. He finished ahead of Romeo, who was clearly "doggin' it" by the end.
After the run with the boys, I did a 40-minute run on my own.
Friday, Aug. 12, 2011
I started out the run with lots of optimism and energy, intending to run for a full hour for the first time in a while. Unfortunately, I just completely ran out of steam at about 20 minutes. I felt not just tired, but shaky. I decided I had not eaten enough pasta recently. I walked home, so my 20-minute run was followed by a 30-minute walk.
I felt tired and shaky for most of the day.
Saturday, Aug. 13, 2011
I ran a mile with the boys again. Romeo did not join us this time. But Jack had the chest pain trouble again, and it reminds me that I need to get him in for his annual checkup at the doctor's soon. To give you a heads up, he did not feel this pain on Monday. But he did get himself overheated.
Anyway, Liam ran well. He finished his mile in 16:06, another record.
Afterwards, I ran 48 minutes on my own. I am still not covering as much ground as I did a month ago, but I'm slowly making improvements. The week that I laid off is still affecting me.
On Sunday, I did not run, which I had planned on. However, I ate too much at the breakfast with Amy's family at the American Legion. So, I walked home to help burn that off. That was about a mile and a half.
But then Sunday night, I had a stomach ache. I do not know if it was related to what I ate earlier. But I still felt discomfort in my stomach on Monday morning, so I did not run Monday.
Tuesday, Aug. 16, 2011
I ran 51:31 on my own. I ran out for 24 minutes and came back much slower than I went out. Oh well, I seem to remember reading somewhere that it is on the very slow jogs that you actually burn off more fat. So, either way it was good for me.
When I got back, I took the boys and Romeo on the mile run. But Jack got overheated. He did not drink enough water beforehand. And this time Liam complained of pain that he felt in his foot, and then his knee, and then his other knee. So, no one finished the mile run today.
The moving pain that Liam describes reminds me of what it was like to have Lyme Disease. I woke up every day with pain in a different joint. But I would be overreacting to think Lyme Disease. It is more likely that he hurt his foot slightly, then by favoring that foot, he strained his knee, them his other knee.
He seems fine now, so this is not a long-term problem.
Sorry for the lay-off in writing. I'll be posting more often now.
Monday, August 8, 2011
40-minute run
I'm still getting back to my groove. I had planned to go for a full hour this morning, but I was slow to get up and get ready. I got out on the front steps late and by then could feel the gravity pulling me back to bed. I was so tempted to not run today, but I made myself. I didn't have time for the full hour, so I opted for a 40-minute run. But I did better this time than my last 40-minute run.
I think I missed having someone to run with. But at least writing this blog is a way to make the runs a social event. I was grateful this morning to read Stephanie's blog about inspiration and how we all inspire each other if we see the good in ourselves and each other. It's all a chain reaction that we make happen.
So, I'm very glad I was able to talk myself into running this morning. Had I not won that argument, I would not have enjoyed Stephanie's blog nearly as much.
Meanwhile, I'd like to start a running group. Anyone who wants to join, just be outside my house at 6:30 a.m.
;-)
I think I missed having someone to run with. But at least writing this blog is a way to make the runs a social event. I was grateful this morning to read Stephanie's blog about inspiration and how we all inspire each other if we see the good in ourselves and each other. It's all a chain reaction that we make happen.
So, I'm very glad I was able to talk myself into running this morning. Had I not won that argument, I would not have enjoyed Stephanie's blog nearly as much.
Meanwhile, I'd like to start a running group. Anyone who wants to join, just be outside my house at 6:30 a.m.
;-)
Sunday, August 7, 2011
Thanks to our special guest celebrity runner
I had one of my best runs in a while on Saturday thanks to former Race for the Cure colleague Stephanie Tanguay, who was in town with her son, Jonathan, while they checked out colleges in upstate New York.
We went for a four-mile run at about 6:30 Saturday morning. I really needed this run because my previous two runs had been very lackluster 40-minute affairs. I had been off my stride because I had taken a week off from running while waiting for the new pair of shoes.
It made for an interesting match up. While I am used to longer, slower runs, Stephanie is more accustomed to shorter faster runs of 3 miles. I ended up running faster than I'm used to. She ran longer than she was used to.
I took Stephanie on my usual route onto Greenridge Drive. I pointed out the quarter-mile mark without looking at my watch, but when we reached the half-mile mark I was stunned: 5:50.
I usually hit a half-mile somewhere between 6 and 6:30.
It's Stephanie's fault. She's in much better shape than I am.
We followed Greenridge Drive to Wygant and then to Meadowlark -- at the entrance to Birdland -- and I checked our time at the mile mark.
Holy Cow! 11:20.
We'd actually got faster since the half-mile mark.
In the back of my mind, I'm thinking, "I don't know if I'm going to make it all the way." I still felt good, but wondered if I was going to suddenly fade on the return trip.
We started to slow a little by the 1.5 mile mark on Whipporwill, but as we approached the end of Redwing Drive, we were still way ahead of schedule. Now, we had a choice to make because I am not sure where the two-mile mark is.
If you believe Google maps, it's at the end of Redwing Drive. If you believe my car's odometer, it's a bit further down at the intersection of Veteran Hill and Empire Drive.
Stephanie tells me she has a similar problem with the two-mile mark on her run at home.
Anyway, although I was still feeling good and we were still covering a lot of distance and may have easily made it to Empire Drive, I tell Stephanie, "I think discretion is the better part of valor." And we turned around at the end of Redwing Drive.
We now had tons of time to get back before the deadline I had in my head: 48 minutes. We reached the three mile mark at around 32 minutes, but as we got onto Wygant I let Stephanie go ahead of me so we could be in a single file along this busy road.
That's when I started to fade a bit. The space between us opened up more and more and I dropped back. But I fought to get back to her as we turned onto Greenridge.
At 3.5 miles, I was barely keeping up with her, just off her elbow and a little behind.
"This is when Jonathan's football coach would say, 'It's the fourth quarter. Just finish."
So we hung on and finished at 44:12.
Wow! Personal best. Thanks Stephanie!
I then followed this run with a mile jog with the boys. Liam and I did a mile in 17:01, a personal best for him. Jack was a couple of minutes ahead of us. I think he was still sluggish because they had been laying off running recently. It was a return to the routine for them too.
My plan tonight is to put in some time on the exercise bike and try to run 5 miles on Monday. The boys and I will run again on Tuesday.
My weight is at 241.5, just slightly up because of the lay off. It could have been much worse.
We went for a four-mile run at about 6:30 Saturday morning. I really needed this run because my previous two runs had been very lackluster 40-minute affairs. I had been off my stride because I had taken a week off from running while waiting for the new pair of shoes.
It made for an interesting match up. While I am used to longer, slower runs, Stephanie is more accustomed to shorter faster runs of 3 miles. I ended up running faster than I'm used to. She ran longer than she was used to.
I took Stephanie on my usual route onto Greenridge Drive. I pointed out the quarter-mile mark without looking at my watch, but when we reached the half-mile mark I was stunned: 5:50.
I usually hit a half-mile somewhere between 6 and 6:30.
It's Stephanie's fault. She's in much better shape than I am.
We followed Greenridge Drive to Wygant and then to Meadowlark -- at the entrance to Birdland -- and I checked our time at the mile mark.
Holy Cow! 11:20.
We'd actually got faster since the half-mile mark.
In the back of my mind, I'm thinking, "I don't know if I'm going to make it all the way." I still felt good, but wondered if I was going to suddenly fade on the return trip.
We started to slow a little by the 1.5 mile mark on Whipporwill, but as we approached the end of Redwing Drive, we were still way ahead of schedule. Now, we had a choice to make because I am not sure where the two-mile mark is.
If you believe Google maps, it's at the end of Redwing Drive. If you believe my car's odometer, it's a bit further down at the intersection of Veteran Hill and Empire Drive.
Stephanie tells me she has a similar problem with the two-mile mark on her run at home.
Anyway, although I was still feeling good and we were still covering a lot of distance and may have easily made it to Empire Drive, I tell Stephanie, "I think discretion is the better part of valor." And we turned around at the end of Redwing Drive.
We now had tons of time to get back before the deadline I had in my head: 48 minutes. We reached the three mile mark at around 32 minutes, but as we got onto Wygant I let Stephanie go ahead of me so we could be in a single file along this busy road.
That's when I started to fade a bit. The space between us opened up more and more and I dropped back. But I fought to get back to her as we turned onto Greenridge.
At 3.5 miles, I was barely keeping up with her, just off her elbow and a little behind.
"This is when Jonathan's football coach would say, 'It's the fourth quarter. Just finish."
So we hung on and finished at 44:12.
Wow! Personal best. Thanks Stephanie!
I then followed this run with a mile jog with the boys. Liam and I did a mile in 17:01, a personal best for him. Jack was a couple of minutes ahead of us. I think he was still sluggish because they had been laying off running recently. It was a return to the routine for them too.
My plan tonight is to put in some time on the exercise bike and try to run 5 miles on Monday. The boys and I will run again on Tuesday.
My weight is at 241.5, just slightly up because of the lay off. It could have been much worse.
Thursday, August 4, 2011
I'm back! 40-minute run
But I didn't need to run with these to know how important a new pair of shoes could be. As soon as I put them on, I felt immediate relief. Then, it became clear to me that my old pair had fallen apart to the point that I was under a constant strain. I just didn't notice because it had built up gradually.
Here's my concern, tho. Although I had my old pair for about a year, I really did not start intensively running with them until some time in April. I had started jogging with Jack in June/July 2010, but only with very light runs, alternating telephone poles to build up to a mile. Then I slowly built up from a mile to two miles before the weather started getting nasty in November.
So, really, I didn't start putting miles on until about four months ago, and the old pair got torn apart very quickly. I'm going to need to keep an eye on this new pair and see how long they will last.
This morning's run was just an easy 40-minute run. 20 out and back.
But I am back in the saddle again.
Monday, August 1, 2011
All worn out
Yes, I'm all worn out.
Actually, my shoes are.
Sorry that I haven't posted recently. To bring you up to speed, I ended up running three days last week. It was an awkward schedule because Liam had to be at Cub Scout camp by 8 a.m. Monday through Thursday, and that meant I had to get up at 5:30.
So, I was able to do that on Monday. I ran close to five miles in 1 hour and 2 minutes. On Tuesday, I ran about four miles in 48:47, and on Wednesday I ran 1 hour exactly.
But on Thursday morning -- the fourth day in a row of getting up at 5:30 -- my body just said "No way!" As I've said before, it seems like I need to keep everything in balance so that I can run. Getting up too early, too many days in a row, just threw off my stride.
Not only was I tired and sleepy, but it was the kind of tired that was difficult to get any rest -- if you know what I mean? Too tired to sleep.
On Friday, I was able to sleep in a little, but it was raining when I stepped outside. I checked the radar and saw thunderstorms were coming in, so I skipped that day too. But then I also took a good look at the soles of my shoes and wondered about the slowly building foot pain.
Take a look:
I have to say that these look as bad as they might if I'd been training for the marathon with 20-mile runs. I bought these only a year ago.
Why have they worn out so fast? Because of my weight. All those extra pounds slamming into the road over and over again wore out the rubber.
Amy and I spent Saturday morning trying to decide which store to go to buy a new pair. After a few phone calls and searches of the Internet, I settled on getting the next generation of my current shoes: The Nike Structure Triax. Mine are No. 12 in that style, which are just about all off the shelves. So, the ones I need are the Structure Triax 14, but those are not in all the stores yet.
So, I ordered them online, the first time I bought a pair of shoes over the Internet. I'm hoping they will fit and be comfortable. But I've had good luck with Nike and with this style, so I'm hopeful. I also signed up as a member so I can get a free return if needed.
Now, I am waiting for my shoes to arrive. In the meantime, I'm scaling back and limiting myself to either the regular bike or the exercise bike until they get here.
I'll keep you up to date. I promise. This is just a pause, not a complete stop.
Actually, my shoes are.
Sorry that I haven't posted recently. To bring you up to speed, I ended up running three days last week. It was an awkward schedule because Liam had to be at Cub Scout camp by 8 a.m. Monday through Thursday, and that meant I had to get up at 5:30.
So, I was able to do that on Monday. I ran close to five miles in 1 hour and 2 minutes. On Tuesday, I ran about four miles in 48:47, and on Wednesday I ran 1 hour exactly.
But on Thursday morning -- the fourth day in a row of getting up at 5:30 -- my body just said "No way!" As I've said before, it seems like I need to keep everything in balance so that I can run. Getting up too early, too many days in a row, just threw off my stride.
Not only was I tired and sleepy, but it was the kind of tired that was difficult to get any rest -- if you know what I mean? Too tired to sleep.
On Friday, I was able to sleep in a little, but it was raining when I stepped outside. I checked the radar and saw thunderstorms were coming in, so I skipped that day too. But then I also took a good look at the soles of my shoes and wondered about the slowly building foot pain.
Take a look:
I have to say that these look as bad as they might if I'd been training for the marathon with 20-mile runs. I bought these only a year ago.
Why have they worn out so fast? Because of my weight. All those extra pounds slamming into the road over and over again wore out the rubber.
Amy and I spent Saturday morning trying to decide which store to go to buy a new pair. After a few phone calls and searches of the Internet, I settled on getting the next generation of my current shoes: The Nike Structure Triax. Mine are No. 12 in that style, which are just about all off the shelves. So, the ones I need are the Structure Triax 14, but those are not in all the stores yet.
So, I ordered them online, the first time I bought a pair of shoes over the Internet. I'm hoping they will fit and be comfortable. But I've had good luck with Nike and with this style, so I'm hopeful. I also signed up as a member so I can get a free return if needed.
Now, I am waiting for my shoes to arrive. In the meantime, I'm scaling back and limiting myself to either the regular bike or the exercise bike until they get here.
I'll keep you up to date. I promise. This is just a pause, not a complete stop.
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