Before I get into too much... I GOT TO
SEE 129 ON MY SCALE!!!!! For two whole days before I ate nothing but
garbage and gained a bunch of fake weight...
This weekend I ran my very first race
that was longer than a 5k. I just went crazy and skipped 10k and
went straight for 12k! Honestly, it had to do with the fact that it
was right before my half marathon training is scheduled to start and
that I knew someone in the Rotary Club putting it on, so I got a $5
off coupon! Whoo!
Anyway, I'm coming off of another very
stressful week and this week I didn't have as much resolve as I did
the week before. I think that maybe I didn't buy enough groceries
either, which always leads me to eat out. Tuesday I went with my
handsome gentleman to his daughter's softball game and then to his
softball game and we split some takeout. Wednesday I stopped and got
a pizza on my way home. Then of course I had to eat on said pizza
for the rest of the week. Got takeout on Thursday... you see what's
happening here. I also didn't work out like I should. I ran 2 miles
Tuesday morning and then didn't do anything since. I'm one workout
behind in ChaLEAN. Yesterday and today I have really shaped up.
Dropped 2 pounds of the 5 I ballooned with :P
So this 12k. I had been eating like
crap and being generally lazy, so my energy and my endurance were
pretty awful. This 7.465 mile race had every mile marked and it's
sad that once I hit the first mile marker, I was ready to turn
around. I felt like garbage. Mile 2 and 3 went by with some belly
aches. My right ankle felt a little funny. I was just not in the
mood, but I kept going. I got passed by a few people and that never
feels good.
But once I hit mile 5, my energy
started to pick up. When I turned the corner toward the 6 mile
marker I noticed that they had hung a clock on a nearby stop sign.
It was exactly 10:00 AM. The race started at 9:00 AM. NOT BAD!
That really energized me. So I started passing a few of the people
that I had watched their backs for a while. Finally I saw the 7 mile
marker and it was a beautiful thing. The end of the race was on the
high school track, so that was a nice, comfy rest for my knees. I
crossed the finish line at 1:17:33 and I was 3rd place in
my age division. Weird though, they split my females down into 25-29
years old. The third place female overall was 25 years old, so that
bumped me up to 3rd in the F2529. A 28 year old beat me
and then two 29 year olds were slower than me.
Something cool! To get your results
for this race, you stand near this television screen that KNOWS your
bib number is there... and it displays it on the screen! Amazing!!
Onto the title of this blog post:
Water, water, everywhere...
You'd think we were running 100 miles
on the surface of the sun for the amount of water that was around.
The first water station was at mile 2, which is understandable
because that's where it normally is on a 5k. Then, around mile 3,
some old ladies thought it would be a good idea to set up their own
little water station in their driveway, with gigantic plastic cups
and a garden hose. I saw visions of every episode of Criminal Minds
I've ever seen and would only take water from a table that had a
“water station” sign next to it in the same style of the mile
markers. Then a couple other people had water outside of their
houses. The race was 7 ½ miles and there HAD to be 6-7 water
stations. RIDICULOUS!!! You seriously don't need that much water.
I could also tell that not a single person filling those GIGANTIC
plastic cups had ever ran a mile in their life because they filled
them to the brim... sort of asking me to get soaked... which felt
good, sort of, because I was sweating enough to have a crusty, salty
layer over my skin on the drive home.
Yesterday I tried to eat well. I went
to the grocery and stocked up on tasty and healthy foods (and Ben &
Jerry's) and this morning I did my second lifting workout for the
week. Could definitely tell it had been a while.
This coming week is going to be action
packed too... Gotta keep it all together.
I have one recipe to share and I
created it this morning to keep me from going to my favorite cafe and
eating out AGAIN this week. I made an individual serving of French
Toast Casserole, which arose from me wanting the grocery to sell
bread by the slice so I could make 2 slices of french toast and call
it good...
You'll need:
1 egg
¼ c. almond milk (I used original,
unsweetened today)
shake of salt
shake of cinnamon
drop of vanilla extract
1 wheat roll (I used the kaiser roll
from the bakery section at the grocery)
Whisk together all of the ingredients
before the bread in a bowl. Cut your roll up into squares and add to
egg mixture, letting the bread soak up the ingredients.
Butter a small casserole dish and add
the mixture. Bake at 350 degrees for 20-25 minutes. I did mine for
23 minutes and it was firm. Probably would have liked it more at 20
minutes.
I had mine with a side of strawberries
and a half tablespoon of powdered sugar. The casserole was 250
calories before the berries and sugar.
The cinnamon was great, but I bet I
could do the same with peanut butter and bananas or something
exciting like that!
Sorry these are so short nowadays, but
I spend way too much time typing in my life now. Just finishing up
week 7 of 11 of my first term of Grad school (which is driving me
crazy and driving me to eat whole orders of cinnamon sticks from
Domino's). I just need a few more hours in the days that already
have a ton of hours in them.
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