"There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle." -Albert Einstein
I am so thankful I have the ability to train for this marathon. The 2008 Disney Marathon was very hard for me because I didn't train well. I don't want this to be my story again in a year, saying "yeah, I didn't train well for the Goofy, I know I could have done better." I want to say "yep, that went great, it was so much fun, and I did both!!!"
So one day at a time, I have to do what it takes to make that happen. I'm running 4 miles this evening, and swimming in the morning before work (and after a good night's sleep!).
Goofy training officially started today (well, for me that is). In case people want to google for tips, like I did, I'm more than happy to explain my 2009 Goofy Challenge Training Plan. I found a good one on a blog when I decided to do it. Mine's a variation on one of Hal Higdon's Novice 2 plan at www.halhigdon.com. I moved some of the medium runs to the end of the week to have 4 or 5 weekends with back to back medium and long runs to simulate the Goofy weekend. Sometimes, I'm not sure it's just the title, I think it's more of a descriptor!
Today's workout: ran 3.5 miles on Bayshore, walked 2 miles at the end
The Olympics inspire me. Let me be more specific...the swimming inspires me. Always has. I'm a swimmer first, a runner second (and now plan to be a bicyclist in a somewhat distant, frightening third). Here's my new bike to prove it!! --->
I like the women. I like their power. Their shoulders do not move after a flip turn as their cores power through the fly kick off the wall. Amazing. As I sat next to my husband and watched the 100 free men's semi-finals, I said "the women impress me. Men are made to be strong. Women make themselves strong, whether it be physically, emotionally or mentally. Men make themselves weak."
I haven't been able to watch much in the Olympics. Thank goodness for the web. I got home from my 12 step meeting at 9ish, which left me some time. Yes, time. Such a precious commodity. Time, energy. Power.
I am blessed with my physical ability. May I waste it no longer.
I'm feeling really pathetic. I'm no longer sick, but feel dog tired. I finished up my three hard, hard months in a row, have an August coming up that for most people would be hard, but for me is just another month. Hey, when have I ever been normal?!? Ugh. Anyway, I am spending a couple weeks getting on track - a mentor meeting, 6 month eval (eek), finishing paperwork and writing an article long overdue, going to the doctors (you know, the family & girl types - can't take care of others if you can't take care of yourself), taking my dog to the vet, sitting for a licensing exam to practice in Texas, restarting on my dad's business if possible (having a server issue), and catching up with Suzie, Erin and Shana. Oh, yeah, and I'm working and training for the Goofy Challenge & my first triathlon. I started the Body for Life (BFL) plan - although it's a 12 week program I intend to finish twice, it's not a "body for 12 weeks plan!" - on July 28th, and that's been going well. Now that my trauma month is over, though, I need to step it up a bit. 20 minute cardio sessions are fine for weight loss, but not so good for event success (unless I do a one mile race, I suppose). I think I'm ditching the scale for a bit. One day at a time, by my fitness, not a number. Maybe I'll weigh myself every 4 weeks for BFL.
Right now, I'm heading out for a run. I think it's ninety something degrees outside, so it'll be a short one. I'm off, wish me luck...Oh, yeah, I make my own luck. I forgot.
