My Year To Thrive

"My mission in life is not merely to survive, but to thrive; and to do so with some passion, some compassion, some humor, and some style." ~Maya Angelou


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Weekly Update: Jan 7-13, 2013

I see exercise taking this perverted detour. The original intention of exercise was to heal and maintain health. Now I see it as having nothing to do with health. I see most exercises based on looking good. They actually make you less healthy. You overdevelop the obvious muscles. You take drugs to enhance that. You ignore the rest, and you become more out of balance.
~Bryan Kest 
(Quote Garden)

 Not going to break this week down because I’ve done a lot that wasn’t tracked anywhere.

I started my strength training & tennis classes this week..  The ST class was folded in with other classes that didn’t have enough students left after the drop period to be their own class, so it will be more general that just lifting.  She is going give me a personalized lifting regimen though & said I could just lift if that’s all I wanted to do.  I’m down for mixing it up though.  Tennis was just a “hey, how ya doing” class this week, so nothing to report there.  I have already informed a friend that she is going to be my tennis partner & I will teach her how to be a shitty tennis player just like me!

Said friend & I also joined a gym this week.  I went a few days.  Since it’s January it’s been extra busy this week, but I did the bike, a fusion class, & some treadmill intervals.  That was fun.  We have our consult with the trainer Tuesday & we’ll see what comes of that.  I have already told her I will not weigh or have my body fat percentage taken, & I don’t need to know what my BMI is.  She looked at me like I had two heads.  I want to focus on what I can do & how I feel.  What I weigh is irrelevant. Continue reading

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Mental Barriers During Exercise

The obstacles you face are… mental barriers which can be broken by adopting a more positive approach.
~Clarence Blasier (Think Exist)

Metal fence with shadow

When I run a mile at the park it takes two laps.  When I switch to the high school track it takes four.  Even though the track is half as long, after two laps I am ready to stop.

When I run for a mile now, if I get tired I just have to keep telling myself I can do it because I’ve done it before & I have the juice to keep going around.

When I’m doing push-ups, in order to do a certain number of them I have to fix that number in my mind.  I can do that many, however I have to struggle, & often that is it.

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about how mental exercise is.  Before I never thought I could do it, so I didn’t.  Between the running & the push-ups challenge I have realized when I don’t think I have anything left inside me, I just need to dig deeper.  I am proud & amazed at what I’ve accomplished so far.  Continue reading


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I Ran A Mile!

“The man who thinks he can and the man who thinks he can’t are both right. Which one are you?” 
~Henry Ford (Good Reads)

My big head after I ran a mile

Hurray!

I’ve been running intervals since I started running a couple of years ago.  It has been off & on, mostly off.  The whole time I have been running intervals, but I finally decided to push for distance because I have always had as a goal to be able to run a mile.

I FINALLY DID IT!

I started trying to run one solid half mile loop around the park.  I got close, but the two times I tried it I had to walk a couple of minutes.  I mentioned it on Fit Fatties & another runner told me if I slowed my pace down I would make my distance goal.  That night I tried it, & not only did I make it once around, I kept going & made it twice for a whole mile!  Hurray!!!

That was St. Patrick’s Day, so just over a week ago.  I have gone running three times this week & hit my mile each time.  No significant time improvements, but I’m working on it.

The first time I went out after St. Pat’s I was nervous I wouldn’t be able to repeat the mile.  I nearly worried myself into not going back out, but I did go & was as happy the second time I ran a mile as I had been the first.   Continue reading