Sweets not so sweet

Week one of training comes to a close. Slept in a little this morning but still wasn't light when I decided it was time to run so off to the gym. It didn't take too long on the treadmill before I was taking a little inventory on how I was doing. How are legs doing, fine. How is breathing doing, fine. How is stomach doing, not fine. I guess the power food I ate yesterday wasn't quite what I needed to fuel a workout. Those delicious cupcakes made by my niece Maddie and some chocolate trifle made by me were now taking a sugar revenge on my tummy. This is the first time I've had to fight my stomach to get my miles in. I sipped on some water and just kept going. I wanted to quit running, but instead decided to teach myself a lesson. Having a day off in the training schedule to s t r e t c h does not mean your stomach. I'm going to remember this.

Off the treadmill, with my bright red sweaty face, my 3 miles completed, a time of 36:45 - I headed to the dressing room bench and my recovery drink. Amazingly, my body was glad to have the drink and actually began to feel better. Good enough to do the little extra I had planned, the 1000 yard swim. The water was cool and relaxing and I made the swim in 34:30. I was pleased to make my 2000 yds this week for the USAT National Challenge, it puts me on track for the monthly shark goal of 8000 yds.

Time to get out the nutrition information I purchased from Debbie Perry and get on the success track as far as diet goes. I thought I could totally slip in a day of indulgence and get away with it. How wrong I was.

Day One

I wanted to start my training outside, but Mother Nature just did not cooperate. Too much snow piled in the streets and everywhere to run safely, "but it doesn't matter" because I belong to a nice gym. After work I headed to Lifetime Fitness and the treadmill. Next time I run indoors I will remember to dress in tank top and shorts, I got hot. With all those TV's I was able to watch Glen Beck and Dr. Phil at the same time! How cool is that. Not. But since I wasn't going anywhere it made it less boring.

Today I ran 2 miles, a time of 25:10. Not quite as nice a pace as race day, but on the treadmill I seem to be a little bit of a foot dragger. After experiencing the start of a trip I didn't want to take, and feeling like I could have done a face plant and embarrassed myself, I was careful with my speed. Happy Day. I achieved my goal of one training session.