Thursday, November 8, 2007

Surprise, surprise, surprise.

The running thing is not working out so great. Week 3 tooks me 2 weeks to complete. But Canmore, Halloween and laziness got in the way.

I wasn't ready to give up yet. On Sunday, I got back on the treadmill, ready to start on week four.

To sum it up, week four required me to run a mile, split into two intervals of a 1/2mile each. I managed to get through the first 1/2 mile and was so pleased with myself. But by the 2nd half mile, I was done. I really tried, but when I felt my lunch coming back up and I realized I was holding on to the treadmill for dear life, I thought hmmm, maybe this isn't working for me. The other clue was that my feet were shuffling and I wasn't running anymore.

So I just walked at a quick pace, tried to run a bit more, but it was over for me. I tried again last night and just couldn't enjoy myself. So for now, I think running is off the books.

But here's the interesting thing. I walked last night at a higher speed and I added incline. The "calories burned" was higher than when I did my running. How does that happen??? I worked up a bit of a sweat, and I feel like I could do it again tonight.

Exercise has always been like that for me. Fun at the beginning, but treacherous after a month or so. In the past I have always given up, but this time I will change the program every time I stop having fun. Maybe that will keep me going.

The most frustrating thing for me was that after 3 weeks of running, I only lost 2pounds. I know, I know, I'm building muscle and it weighs more than fat, but really, when you are stuck in the numbers game, that adage is irrelevant. It's all about the numbers on the scale.

And the numbers on the scale are critical for me. When I started running, I told my hubby that for every pound I lose, I was going to put a dollar in a jar. That money was going to buy me some lululemon pants - and with the amount I want to lose, there would be enough money by the time I hit my goal weight. Hubby upped the staked, by telling me he would match my fund dollar for dollar. And then I could buy a whole outfit. What a lovely man.

But now that has changed. I no longer want the lululemon pants. I want the gorgeous pair of boots I saw yesterday at Arnold Churgin. Maybe I can convince hubby to advance me on his contributions....

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