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Runnin’ runnin’ and runnin’ runnin’…

Brandy — Fri, 30 May 2008 12:43:27 +0000

Well, for those of you keeping track, my 10k was this past Monday (Memorial Day). And, as evidenced by the fact that I am still alive, it went pretty well. I was going to break it down my what I was experiencing at each mile, but that would have read something like this:

Mile 1: Seriously, I’ve just done one mile?
Mile 2: This isn’t too bad.
Mile 3: Stop lying to yourself, Campbell. This kind of sucks.
Mile 4: Remember when you used to be able to breathe? Those were good times.
Mile 5: I CAN DO THIS!
Mile 6: If you don’t at least jog the last .2 miles, you will look like the biggest idiot ever.

Not really very inspiring. But here are the things I learned while running the Bolder Boulder:

Running will never be “in my blood.” I’m really not a runner. I would love to keep up this training. Heck, I would love to do more races, and work on my time. But I will never be one of those crazy, thinking it’s fun to run 10 miles on a Saturday morning people. I love those people. I am just not one of them.
I am very much a goal-driven person. I came in at 81 minutes, three minutes under the goal I set for myself. Not anything to write home about, but not too shabby either. I can handle it.
It really does give you an adrenaline boost when people cheer for you. I’ve never done sports, so I’ve never really had anybody cheer for me in a setting like this one. I had a big goofy grin on my face half the race as random people cheered and gave us high-fives. I had an even bigger, goofier grin on my face when my dear friend Krissy and her family cheered for me when I walked into their house 10 hours after I actually finished the race

So, will I do the Bolder Boulder again? I honestly have no idea. I wouldn’t mind it. I’d love to keep up the work outs, do some 5ks, and work up to being able to jog a whole 10k. I don’t know yet if that’s realistic or not, but it would be a nice goal to work toward.

But I did have fun. Which makes me feel like some kind of aliens have invaded my body. Because? Running? Fun? It’s like I don’t even know who I am anymore.

Running just as fast as we can…

Brandy — Mon, 31 Mar 2008 16:00:57 +0000

(So, it’s my new goal to title all of my posts with cheesy song lyrics)

Did I tell you I’m training for a 10-K?

Oh, I didn’t?

I’ll wait for you to finish laughing.

All done? Good!

So, yes, I’m training for a 10-K. Which, I discovered after looking it up is 6.21 miles. Which is about 6.2 miles farther than I’ve ever run. You see, I’m not a runner. I run when I’m being chased. And even then, only if I’m not carrying my pepper spray.

Why, you may be asking, am I doing a 10-K then? Well, first of all, you’ll notice that I’m not “running” said 10-K. I will jog as much as I can. Probably walk much more than I like. But the thing is, I needed some kind of goal. Because since October, my health and exercise plan has pretty much been non-existent. And just saying “I need to work out more” wasn’t cutting it. So my brilliant friend Krissy decided I needed a goal. And the goal she set for me was a 10-K.

So far, I’ve trained for 5 days. Those days were ugly. But during that time, I’ve perfected wogging, which is a little faster than a walk, but a little slower than a jog. It’s glorious.

I beg of you, if you see me, wogging around town, please try not to laugh too hard. I’m trying.

Food, glorious food

Brandy — Fri, 10 Aug 2007 17:05:42 +0000

So, for the past two weeks I’ve been keeping a food diary. I’m trying to drop a few pounds before a few weddings that I’m in this fall, and I know that I need accountability. So, I write down everything I eat, and then a dear friend looks it over, gives me stickers, and tells me I need to drink water and eat more protein for breakfast.

And this morning, for breakfast, I had:

An egg and an egg white, scrambled
Two slices of whole grain toast
1/2 tablespoon of low-fat butter
15 oz. of water

You should totally be impressed.