My crackberry failed me. Apparently when they were designing the blackberry it never occurred to them that a gal on the go like me might want to post blog comments. I found myself trying to post responses to comments and I was totally locked out. (Either that or I have the settings wrong I’ll have to figure that out later). Anyway, I spent the weekend at a real estate investing seminar and didn’t get a chance to jump in and post comments. Sorry!
That wasn’t the only bummer. I learned a lot, met some great people (including a really cute firefighter) but by the time I got home daylight was a fond memory. That was fine on Friday and Saturday when I was *resting* in anticipation of the glorious launch of my running extravaganza. Today it was not okay. I stood outside on my Los Angeles street in the dark and thought am I insane? So I did what any self-respecting female without a black belt in karate or gun/knife/cattle prod would do. I went to the little gym in my complex.
I was stoked. I was pumped. I was psyched. I was every kind of 80s and 90s slang that I really should give up but don’t.
Now ordinarily I would say running is about as much fun as stepping in brown stuff. HZ’s blog however motivated me. The itunes playlist helped her achieve workout awesomeness so I decided I was going to rock out too. One problem. If running is bad, then running intervals on a treadmill is the worst. The WORST.
Picture me nice and overweight on a treadmill. Happily listening to my playlist. It says walk and I happily move along at 3.4 mph. This is not a slow pace but not exactly speedwalking. Probably on the second rotation of the belt I notice there is a little tear in the belt of the treadmill. I typically trip over my own feet so I have to be very careful of stuff like that. Good to know.
So I’m warming up along with the playlist when the magical voice says “run.” HUH? I’m frantically hitting the up arrow until the speed is at least 4.2 so I can lengthen my stride. At the same time I’m desperately trying to stay away from the torn treadmill spot. Just as the piece of &#% gets up to 4.2 and my stride evens out I trip, barely catching myself on the handy dandy bars that surely must have been created just for this reason. So there I am clutching the handrails trying desperately to stay upright as the belt madly rotates as the soothing podcast voice tells me to walk again. Bite me!
I would like to report that today’s victory was that I didn’t quit. Well okay, I actually *did* quit. I turned off the cheap treadmill from hell. But did I QUIT quit? No. I decided that HZ and I are going to have opposite schedules. I run on the days she doesn’t and she runs on the days I do other stuff. I hauled my butt back over to my apartment and excavated, dusted off and then turned on Billy Blanks TaeBo DVD. I’d like to tell you it was fantastic and empowering but I can only type with one finger so I’ll leave that to your imagination.
In the meantime I think running is actually going to be easy tomorrow.
If I’m not in traction.
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Gya! sounds like a trail to me. Perhaps that Tiaboe workout might make it safer for you when you run and maybe get attacked. Jab, jab, jab, horse-skip back!! 😀
You did good.
Thank you Jodie. The image of me as a boxer dancing *tappity tappity tap* pretty much made my day.
I so wish I could get that darned podcast y’all have found! I just had to play it by ear yesterday when I was running.
Anyway, I couldn’t help but smile (okay I admit I laughed a little) as I read your post because it sounds like we all had our challenges yesterday. But we will get through this! 🙂
Laura to find the podcast go to the itunes site and type in “couch to 5k” in the search window. It’s free! There are several of them, the one we chose with Zach Snyder. Granted I only listened to a few minutes of mine before I had to switch to TaeBo but I liked it.
dude. I would feel so sad for you if I wasn’t laughing my ass off right now. You’re like a Ben Stiller movie…live and in person!
Glad you didn’t get hurt and glad you’re still motivated. I think it’s best not to run on the treadmill anyway while we’re training.
HZ I have to say I felt like I was in an I Love Lucy episode, perhaps the one where she is crushing grapes with Ethel and they both fall in the tub?
My life could totally be an I Love Lucy show except they’d call it “Dana Tripped And…”
I hate to say this, but I think serious injury is going to occur before this blog is over. Love you. Mean it.
Kristen- what’s life without a couple challenges, right?
How is the TaeBo DVD? I was all set to go out yesterday evening but decided to prep dinner in advance and walk while it was baking, but by the time I boiled-chopped-opened-mixed-defrosted-cheesed-etc., I looked outside and it was dark. And I do not do much outside in the dark, not only because this is Baltimore but also because I can’t see anything and end up tripping over my own toes. So I dusted off my Walk Away the Pounds DVD and did (about) half an hour of that.
Kristen–no pain, no gain. LOL
TK: congrats on dusting off the ol’ DVD and giving it a go. Any movement is better than no movement. And I’m not even talking about bowel movements…though I suppose my statement is applicable there as well…
Hey TrashyKnits thanks for joining us! The TaeBo video was okay because I didn’t have any other options (that I could find). I was really annoyed having to watch these really fit people working out in tight clothes as I huffed and puffed along. But I’ll admit at that point my ego was still smarting from my Treadmill defeat and I was just trying to tough it out to finish my workout. I’ll do it again tomorrow and let you know. Victory will be MINE!
You’re kicking butt. Evil treadmill or not! I’m impressed how well you’re doing 🙂
Thanks Shelli. I’m ridiculously proud of myself for not quitting after the treadmill adventure
I miss my treadmill. It died awhile ago, which no doubt it partly to blame for my current state of un-fitness. Otoh, my treadmill never attacked me…
I’m telling you they’re eeeeevil. Just as you think you’re in control it knocks you on your ass. It’s kind of like dating in L.A. actually. 🙂
Snicker, gigle and guffaw.
I am so proud of you for Taeboeing and finding a work out solution. Still I am sure that the evil little brownies who live in your building tore that treadmill on purpose.
I have heard that they despise Richard Simmons and have since taken up a vendetta against all people they blieve follow the Simmons plan which as you found out does include the use of treadmills.
Run on CK, Run on!